In these last few weeks of taking photos, I think I've learned one thing. Keith and I need to get better at taking pictures. I need to smile. Perhaps we need to find a better location. Week 14 mission, better photos!
Well, it's Christmas Eve Eve, and I took the day off work.
I took the day off because our day care closed for Christmas Eve, since it is on Saturday, but it turns out, I'm really glad I did. We had a lot of housework and food preparation to start!
As the kids and I were snuggling before I climbed out of bed this morning, I was listing all the things we had today to prepare for Santa. I'll spare you the whole mundane of chores for the day, but there is one in particular that is worth of sharing.
On that list is fold the laundry that is piling up in the living room and pick up the living room in general. As the boys and I were talking about it, Caleb informed me that we didn't need to clean up for Santa.
Caden has recently gone through a phase of thinking that he doesn't need to sleep.
This means he stay awake hours after bed time. Sometimes sitting quitely allowing his brother to sleep, but more often repeatedly getting out of bed and running around the room, turning on lights and opening doors.
Then once he does got to sleep, it doesn't always last. He would come into our room anywhere between 3 and 6 times a night.
In the mornings he'd tell us about what he saw while wondering the house at night. And once, I caught him sneaking candy in the middle of the night.
Three o'clock one morning, Caden came in for the third or fourth time that night and announces "I have something to say."
Keith and I mumbled some response that clearly indicated we had no intention of getting up at this hour.
His great statement: "I'm not going back to bed."
At this point, I responded: "That's nice, you Daddy and I a…
Thoughts on this 11 week 3 days pregnant mama's mind:
Last I checked I'd lost 9 pounds; this makes me nervous.I'm stressing about getting enough and the right foods, and it's exhausting. I'm exhausted in general. Staying awake until 9 PM is rare and getting up by 7 is a challenge. Staying awake through the work day is also hard. I got sick for the first time this week. All over the living room
floor before I could get to the bathroom. Thank heavens for an
understanding husband who took care of it.I'm anxious about our plans for telling everyone at Christmas. I'm just ready for that to be done.I'm already thinking ahead to our next appointment in 15 days.
Hoping everything goes well. I also need to speak up, I tend to be shy
and quiet, and I think I should probably share more. I may be anxious about telling our families, but I'm terribly
excited to tell the boys and get them involved and excited! I know
they'll be excited!Calling …
With a few phone calls from my Dad on Saturday, Keith and I could tell he was planning something.
However, my Dad is not a person known for full disclosure, or many words most of the time.
So after plenty of guessing on our parts, Sunday morning we called Dad to see what the plan really was. After all if I was expected to be going somewhere, I needed time to prepare (read: take a shower).
All Keith could get out of him was, we'll be there at noon, be ready to go. We'll be having lunch, but give the kids a snack, and we're taking your van.
Mom and Dad show up, we load up, and off we go with Dad at the wheel and two boys asking where we're going. In typical fashion of my Dad, his answers were, "turning left here," or "following this white car in front of us."
Next thing we know, Dad's pulling up the the Carousel.
After many rides, fun, and a visit to see Santa, everyone was hungry.
I have more photos on our real camera, these came from …
Camerin was still living with us at the time and was home sick the Friday before. Keith had stayed home with him, but apparently by the afternoon was feeling better, so Keith ventured to the jewelry store with him to toe to purchase a ring.
He felt pressured to make sure it happened that weekend so Camerin wouldn't spoil his surprise.
Weeks before he'd spent an afternoon with my dad asking for his permission. He wasn't able to be sly in pulling this one off since someone had to watch the kids! I spent the day at the apartment with the kids while he was gone for almost 5 hours!
Of course I couldn't call him while he was there, and I was certainly starting to get concerned knowing what was going on, but apparently my dad just had lots of questions about the kids and the situation and everything.
While we had been talking about our future and had even looked a rings a time or two, he still surprised me with the proposal.
The day started out smoothly while we were off to church with my mom for worship, followed by a church carry-in dinner and carol sing following. Growing up, I loved the annual carol sing where the congregation gathered together to sing everyone's favorite Christmas songs, and I was sure our kids would love it too.
Unfortunately shortly into the sing, Keith got a call that his grandmother wasn't doing very well and he rushed out to head to the hospital. I stayed behind to get an extra car for my mom and make sure we had someone to watch the kids. Once the responsibilities were taken care of, I headed out to meet him.
After our time at the hospital, we spent the afternoon, again, shopping for rings. I kept telling him we didn't have to do it today, after all we hadn't had the most cheerful afternoo…
We had our first doctor's appointment on Friday.
I was pretty anxious about going, but everything went very well.
Except for me peeing in the cup. For some reason, I did not have to
pee...at all. It took two tries and a glass of water from the drinking
fountain to get the smallest amount ever. Note to self for next
appointment, drink lots of water prior to the appointment!
We had our first ultra sound and saw the heartbeat on the screen. I
was 9 weeks 4 days at the time and the baby was measuring right at 9
weeks. Our due date is set for July 2.
We feel much better after our first appointment, luckily Daddy was able to be there with us.
It still doesn't seem real yet. We are starting to talk about it
more, and that is making it more realistic. I'm sure once we tell our
families at Christmas, we'll be comfortable with the idea. Tomorrow,
we're going to take our first belly picture, as long as I remember
anyway! I'm not showing yet, and…
I'm thankful for my family. I don't think I've said that yet, although I know I've mentioned each one of them individually, I think they are worthy of another mention as a unit. We may be a blended family, but we work well, and I wouldn't change it for the world.
I'm thankful our house has a garage. As the weather turns colder and frost and snow arrive, I'm so glad I don't have to scrape my windows every morning. And let's face it, if we didn't have a garage, I'd probably find a way to make my husband do it for me. I'd say it's safe to say my husband is happy we have a garage too, even it he forgot to park the car in the garage last night.
Since I learned we were expecting, there have been quite a few
things that have changed for me. Looking back, even before we knew,
symptoms were present. I was just dismissing them as being part of a
cold and/or my running.
I want to take the time to write down how I've felt these last 2.5 weeks since discovering we were pregnant. I can't brush my teeth without gagging.I go to bed early. By early I mean before 9:30 at the
latest, and the weekends, I've been falling asleep on the couch before
the kids even go to bed at 8. My appetite is very limited. It is improving some now, but those first few weeks, EVERYTHING made me nauseous. I'm cranky. My husband, I'm sure, would be very quick to agree.We haven't talked too much about it, other than to say the fact that
I'm feeling so yucky is hopefully a good sign for this pregnancy.
I'm sure there are a few more things I could share, but the bulk of
the last 2.5 weeks has cosisted of trying …
Well, I've fallen way behind in my posting. But, I'm back for another installment.
I'm thankful for an afternoon without the hubby to do some Christmas
shopping with the kids for him. Let's hope they can keep the secrets!
I'm thankful for a relaxing day at home, with no where to go.
I'm thankful tonight is my last night of in-class for my 501 class. Just a
week of online class left for that class this semester!
I'm thankful my mom watches out boys one day a week. I love that they're
able to spend time with family instead of day care every day.
I'm thankful for a quiet day at work with everyone out for the
Day 24: Happy Thanksgiving!
I'm thankful for our families and that we're able to celebrate the holidays
with them. It may be a challenge to schedule out holidays with or families, but
at least we're able to spend them together and that is what matters.
When I ran my half marathon,
I was almost two weeks late for my period. I assumed it was from all
the running and training I had been doing. I've known that to alter cycles before.
By the Thursday after the race, November 10, I was tired of waiting
and on my way to class that night, picked up a pregnancy test.
I know that you are sometimes advised to take them first thing in
the morning, and we always have before, but I wasn't willing to wait
this time around. When I got home from class that night, it was the
first thing I did. And sure enough, it was the clearest positive result
we've ever received. (Just a reminder, our previous experiences are here and here.)
I'm feeling much better now about my less than satisfying half marathon. Not only was I feeling sick, I was pregnant too!
Well, I got a bit behind in my Thankfulness this week. I've been
really tired lately; we'll say it's the change of seasons. It's turning
to winter here and getting that chill in the air! But I'm back for
I'm thankful for blessings in disguise from God. I may not have
become a mother the traditional way, but I'm still a mother. And my
boys, they have two Moms. My heart breaks for them and the challenges
they will face in understanding their unique situation, but things could
be worse, a lot worse. So I'm thankful for my boys and our situation
because we are safe, happy and loved.
I'm thankful for my Dad. The 14th was his 59th birthday. I've
always been a daddy's girl, and that hasn't changed over the years.
I'm thankful for my mom. The 15th was her 54th birthday. My mom has helped us out a lot with our little family, and for that, we are very grateful.
I switched a laundry before I went to be one night this week.
Keith was downstairs playing video games, so before heading upstairs to bed, we had this brief conversation:
Me: I know I'm going to ask you this, and I know you're going to say yeah sure, I can do that. I also know that I'm going to wake up in the morning and have to do it myself, but I'm going to ask you anyway. Can you put switch the load of laundry when the washer and dryer are done?
Him: With a slightly confused look on his face. Yeah, sure, I can do that. His comment was followed by awkward laughter, which to me indicated I was right.
Me: Yeah, I've heard that before, I won't hold my breath.
Him: I'll try my best to remember.
Me: I've seen your best; I need better.
Wouldn't you know I woke up the next morning, and the laundry was still in the washing machine?
I'm thankful for a reliable car to get me where I need to be and in comfort too. I used to drive everywhere; then I met Keith, and he started doing all the driving, well most of it anyway. When I went back to school it was a bit of an adjustment driving 30 miles one way to school nearly twice a week, so with that commute, plus all my other errands around town, I'm thankful for a reliable car with a working radio and comfort amenities. Bonus thankful, it's fully paid for.
Vacation days, because let's face it, working full time, isn't always the most fun all the time. They are sanity savers, especially when spent with darling little boys.
I'm thankful for pie. More specifically my ability to bake pie, don't get me wrong, I love to eat pie too. I find something soothing about baking. It's great stress relief. Four pies last night, made me feel satisfied.
I ran participated in my first half marathon Saturday.
The plan was to run it, and I did for part of it, but I couldn't sustain it.
The week before the race, both my kids came down with some kind of cold and a nasty cough. Being the loving, sharing family that we are; I also came down with said cold. I could feel it starting for the week, so I took extra precautions and took vitamin c everyday, went to bed early, washed my hands like crazy, and I kept it at bay. Or at least I thought I was. I might have been in denial about the significance of it, but it is certainly better than more colds I've had.
I knew it would make the race a bit harder, but I certainly didn't anticipate how awful it would be.
My first mile was faster than it should have been at just under 10 minutes, so I consciously slowed down. I managed to run the first 7 miles with my planned walk breaks every two miles, plus the water stops that didn't align because I can't drink on the run.
I'm thankful for the opportunity to attend graduate school for my MBA with the support of my family. Wrapped up in this are so many things to be thankful for, not the least of which is my husband who is so encouraging and supportive of what I'm doing and picking up extra work at home to help out too. I wouldn't be able to do it without him. I'm thankful for the financial resources and the ability to fund my schooling. I'm thankful for the intelligence and skills to be able to complete the program. Although, I suppose I could be getting a little ahead of myself there as I haven't seen my first semester grades or made it far enough to be certain when I'll finish; regardless, I'm thankful for the opportunity to try.
Today I'm thankful for TJ Maxx. Strange? Perhaps, but today, it's true. A good college friend of mine, Robin, introduced me to it a few years ago near her…
For the month of November, I was thinking about making a list throughout the month. I hadn't mustered up the motivation to put it down on paper screen. Then I read this post from Melissa, and here I am.
So, because it is unrealistic for me to remember to write a post every day about what I'm thankful for the whole month. My goal is to write them semi-regularly with a few items in each post.
I spent the first day of November as a vacation day. Keith and I both took two days off over the course of the month. We picked separate days, and each of the days will be spent with one of the boys. That's right, one will stay in day care while we have solo time with the other.
Yesterday was Caleb day for me.
I'm thankful for Caleb time, and the ability to take time off to spend one-on-one with my kids.
We started out our day dropping Caden off at school and saying hi to his friends and teachers at his request. Then we headed into Medina for Main Street Cupcakes! …
The boys have already started asking for things for Christmas.
While I'm home working on a paper for graduate school today. Hubby took the boys into town to run errands.
I received and email from hubby while I'm working away.
Subject: "This is what Caleb wants for Christmas."
A year ago this costume terrified both of those boys. We were at a Halloween party last year that scared them so much we couldn't be in the same room as the werewolf at the part. This year, they want to be the werewolf. Time sure does change things!
There were about 40 participants, and I finished second in my female age group. I was 10-ish seconds behind the top finisher in our female age group, who happens to be a good friend of mine.
I started out with a friend, that top finisher, who I knew would be faster. After roughly a half mile, I fell back a bit and ended up running with a new team members to our department. We hung together really well through it.
As I mentioned in my earlier post, I ran in the Akron Marathon Relay, and I loved it!
Our team's final time was 4:45:03.
I ran the second leg of the race, a distance of 5.7 miles.
My official time was 1 hour, 1 minute, 36 seconds. This means I maintained miles under 11 minutes, which is awesome.
There were SO MANY RUNNERS! I mean I expected that, but to see it, and to see the crowd, it was an amazing experience.
And the crowd, well, it rocked too.
There sense of support they provided for the friends and/or family that were running was wonderful. I knew my family would be somewhere near the end of my leg of the race, and seeing so many kids cheering for their parents on the route, made me exicted to get to see my kids cheering too.
Somewhere in the middle of my leg, I ran into a college friend of mine who was running it. We ran together for a minute and chatted quickly before I headed off to finish my leg. She was running the half marathon, and did pretty great! We went to …
The week before the fish died, Caden started having interest in helping Daddy with the fish tank. He was so proud of himself. Daddy was one proud fellow too. Putting the salt into the water. Mixing the salt with the water.
My husband had a trip for work over the summer. So, while he was out of town, I was responsible for his share of the household duties, including his fish. I've not been the biggest fan of his fish, and I haven't been shy about it. I headed downstairs the first night to feed the fish, look into the tank, and promptly have a sinking feeling in my stomach as I immediatly start calling my husband. "Um, Keith, I think your fish are dead." "Oh no, they just sleep and rest sometimes." *awkward pause* "Do they sleep piled on top of each other laying flat on the sand?" "Maybe you should send me pictures."
**You are about to see dead fish.**
He calls back and says I need to clean up the tank and get rid of the dead fish. I have to do what!? Then he thinks somemore and calls his brother, who is his partner is fish tank madness. Next thing I know, at 6:00 on a Sunday evening my brother-in-law is driving an hour to come remove…
Our second wedding anniversary came and went two weeks ago, but in that time I thought about a few things I want to capture before I forget them. Our wedding day was certainly a special day. I'm so glad we made the boys a part of our wedding. I'm also so glad they remember it, and still talk about it occasioanlly almost two years later. Caden and Caleb were three years old on our wedding day. They loved the fancy clothes and dancing. Caden; however, was pretty excited about the cake. When it was time for us to cut the cake, Caden wasn't far away. In fact, he was right at the table with us, because he wanted the first piece of cake. Photo by Laura @ Perception Studio Look at the bottom left hand corner of this photo. There he is. Waiting for that first piece of cake! He may have been slightly dissapointed when he had to wait for his cake, but luckily there were so many other distractions his dissapointement certainly didn't last long!
Caleb and I were in the bathroom together today getting ready to leave.He was washing his hands; I was combing my hair. I feel the need to clarify so that doesn't sound weird.Caleb asked me, are you going to put make up on today?I responded that I didn't know. I hasn't decided yet, then I asked if he thought I should.His response, "um...yes."
I originally started a list of things I'm thankful for that started looking big picture, but I wanted to write a list of the little things in life that I'm so very grateful for. Don't get my wrong, I am very grateful for the big things too, like family, friends, our church, our home, etc. But there is so much more out there to be thankful for, that I don't want to forget the little blessings in life.
At bedtime prayers with the boys, we always thank God for our blessings, and often share some things we're thankful for that are on our minds. I usually start with a few things and often the boys start sharing things they're thankful for too and we all pray together and thank God for our blessing. It love that the boys jump in with their own blessings, and I love the insight it gives me into what's going on in their little minds.
So, without further delay, here's a list of some of of life's little blessings I'm grateful for: my children's…
Pandora introduced me to a new song today. I shouldn't be surprised I like it; I do love me some Reba McEntire! She was recently performing in NE Ohio, and I'm dissapointed we could go. Oh responsibility, sometimes you spoil my fun.
I volunteered to run a leg of the Akron Marathon Relay later this month when a friend from high was putting together on Facebook.
My leg is 5.7 miles, which means I need to train!
How do I motivate myself to hey out of bed before the sun rises?
I hung the course map from my lamp on my nightstand. I see it when I go to turn off the alarm, or you know, hit snooze.
How do you motivate yourself?